the 15th.

its 2pm in the afternoon

you get home from school early

and the day was hard.

you’re tired and

your eyes are heavy and sore

a migraine settles in your head.

you stand in the sunshine coming through

your bedroom window,

on a square of the carpet comfortably warm compared to the rest.

your dog whines from the doorway,

and outside you go.

the weather is getting cool,

slight breeze in the cool october weather

only found in louisiana.

it’s warm in the patches of sunlight, like a blanket fresh out the dryer.

she sits out on the driveway, keeping watch like all dogs do.

she looks at peace.

you lie beside her and hope for the same.

the sun is bright in your eyes.

the concrete warm and solid against you.

cool air and toasty sunrays keep you cozy.

the leaves rustle and whisper in the forests that line the backyard.

puffy clouds float through the sky.

you hear neighbors outside setting up decorations.

the roars of the nearby highway are faintly there.

you take in a deep breath,

the air smells like something that can only be described as autumn.

it’s friday in october.